How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

also dissatisfied with your existence,

 

The mood was strange.

 

fighting, but they couldn’t take

 

was as if one of them would turn around any minute now, storming out of the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it

 

were almost chest to

 

my appearance you’re at

 

are a hell

 

are you doing here, then? Hurry up and

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

 The man came closer, as if there was still space left between them. “Visit her

 

if you don’t participate in

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

woman raked her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him close to her. There was

 

twice her size, but

 

and why I

 

heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on the couple clutching each other

 

and hopeless and wretched all at the same

 

woman’s eyes

 

me. I was only a ghost in this dream, after

 

smiled at me—a meaningless,

 

smashed into pieces. The face I hadn’t been able to

 

The woman was me.

 

that’s you… That’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

to check, to see, to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move.

 

room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman vanished and I lost myself to the shadows in this empty and desolate

 

***

 

my eyes had me twitching, trying to

 

my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped

 

Who got me here? What happened at the

 

my eyes to

 

I wanted to cry.

 

overjoyed to see him safe and lying next to me, looking like he hadn’t just

 

in, my eyes leaving no

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

the movement taking everything

 

hoarse, almost a whisper in

 

It felt like it didn’t really matter, none of

 

had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes, like a movie stuck

 

a stranger in my own

 

like him, the voice I answered him with was low and hoarse as well, a whisper I breathed out. “Because

 

“What…?”

 

long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone changed.

 

something I knew very well, something that

 

had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I wasn’t the perfect sister, always composed and worthy of the

 

always been

 

“Always.”

 

a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing

 

where I’m hated without doing anything.

 

around his eye with my numb finger, gently at first until I pressed hard on the bone of his

 

gazing at me with that same

 

arm was free, he could embrace me fully, enveloping

 

putting my own arm around his wide torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck met, breathing in

 

why my head felt

 

a dream, but I

 

that. Because it’s not your fault. It’s not

 

suffering-from-main-character-disease arrogant man,

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